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He brushed her hair out of her face and gripped her chin, forcing her to face him once more. He saw her tenacity then, her strength reflected in the depths of her eyes, and he faltered.
This was supposed to be about revenge. He was supposed to break her, punish her, make her realize that she was his enemy and that he owned her completely. He felt something then and his cold vengeful heart softened for her. He had to remind himself of the soldiers she had killed on her foolish mission, how her people had surged into battle without a proper plan or knowledge of what they were up against.
“You shouldn’t have gone on the offensive. That miscalculation resulted in a sweeping defeat for your people. It also resulted in your eventual slavery to me.”
She narrowed her eyes at him, studying him as she calculated her next move. He could see it written all over her face.
“At least we killed some of you,” she spat back at him.
He slid his hand up her back and buried it within her tresses, gripping the hair at the nape of her neck and pulling hard, snapping her head back and breaking eye contact between them.
“You forget your place, slave,” he growled.
“You’ll see, they’ll come for me,” she fought back, her voice strained from the pain of his fist in her hair.
“Do you want me to use my belt on your sorry backside? You haven’t experienced my true ire, slave, and I suggest you curb your tongue before you earn a punishment you aren’t prepared to take,” he replied firmly, watching as her breath caught in her throat.
She quieted then, his threat clearly scaring her a little.
“On the floor. Get on your knees,” he said firmly.
He knew now he had to reestablish his ownership of her right away.
Reaching into a drawer beside him, he pulled out an O-ring gag, forcing it between her lips, behind her teeth, and clasping it around the back of her head.
She glowered at him and quickly fought back, reaching up to remove the gag.
“Stop. Right now. You remove that from your mouth and we’ll continue this discussion with your ass up on my bed, getting the belting of your life. You have an option, slave. Either your bare backside gets the whipping it so obviously needs, or I can punish your throat with my cock. It’s your choice, Aubrie,” he said and watched as she stilled.
With a whine, she dropped her hands from behind her head, leaving the O-ring gag in place. His balls tightened and his cock grew impossibly hard.
Fearful but courageous eyes stared up at him, and then dropped down to his waistline as he freed his shaft to her view.
“If you’re a very good girl and please me, Aubrie, I will forget this entire incident ever took place,” he said, his tone softening at the hungry look in her eyes.
She wanted him to punish her, needed him to master her. He would have no problem doing just that.
He took his shaft and pressed it between her lips. At the first touch of her tongue on his cock, he groaned out loud. She felt like velvet softness, a decadence he could savor again and again and never tire of. Gripping the back of her head, he guided his shaft deeper into her mouth, edging toward the back of her throat.
She gagged around him and he delighted in every second of it. He drew his hips back and then pushed forward, deeper than before, forcing her to take every relentless inch of him. Her throat opened for him then, her tongue tracing around his girth in the most delicious fashion.
He fucked her face and delighted in the spittle gathering at the corners of her mouth, her eyes tearing up from the exertion of taking him so deep within her mouth. Placing her hands on his thighs, she steadied herself then and he tightened his fist in the back of her hair. Her mouth was like heaven and he enjoyed her as he took her, her mouth and throat caressing and stroking his cock, making it difficult for him to focus on anything else other than her.
His balls tightened painfully and he came deep into her throat. She struggled to swallow around him and he pushed his member a little further into her to make sure she completed the job. Just when she was beginning to choke once again, he pulled out and a wisp of his seed dribbled across her lip. He quickly unlashed the gag in her mouth then, freeing her jaw.
“Clean me off, then clean yourself, slave,” he commanded and she jumped to obey him. Her eyes glistened and he could tell just how giddy and aroused she was from the entire ordeal. He groaned as her tongue nudged out from between her lips and she leaned forward, dutifully licking up and down his shaft. The sight was breathtaking to behold.
After she finished, she ran her tongue across her lips, catching any droplets she may have missed. He smiled, before tucking his cock back into the dark denim of his jeans. Her face flushed, and she stared up at him with both desire and a hint of fear, which was the hottest thing he’d ever seen. He knelt down and reached between her legs, dragging his fingers through her wetness.
His fingers glistened in the light and he brought them up to his lips. Her eyes widened as she watched him taste her, her lips falling open in disbelief at his unexpected conduct.
“Mhhhmmm, delicious. I’ll have to taste more of you when we reach my home,” he mused, and her face blushed a deep rose. She looked away then and he grinned as he glanced back to the mainframe screen to see that they were minutes away from arrival.
He typed in a few last-minute commands before rising to his feet, then walked back to his bedroom area as she followed. Digging through his drawers, he pulled out a long silvery white gown and guided it over her head.
It cupped and lifted her breasts, giving him an ample view of her cleavage and hugging her curves like it was made for her. The dress, the typical garb that female slaves that inhabited his planet usually wore, hung to the floor with a high slit up her thigh that gave him a glimpse of her soft flesh. The sight made him want to take her back to his bed right away. With a heavy sigh, he turned away and grabbed another much smaller item out of the nearby drawer.
Tenderly, he pulled her hair out of the way and fastened a thin leather collar in place around her neck, marking her as his slave. She watched him closely the entire time, but she didn’t fight him. He noted that her cheeks were still flushed, her eyes dilated, her breathing heavy, and her nipples still hard with arousal. When he cupped her face in his palm, she sighed into his touch.
